We're off to Savannah tonight for the a long weekend and then to Augusta next week for the Masters.
I'm looking forward to drinking sweet tea (and wine) on this porch and waking up to this breakfast:
This was me packing a few nights ago.
Does anyone else get distracted while packing and just start trying on random clothes?
I had thrown on my sweats for the packing process; then found my hat when I pulled out my suitcase; then stumbled upon one of my favorite blouses from London, that I hadn't seen in while.
For whatever reason I decided at that point that I should start breaking in my bridesmaid shoes.
Then I turned around and caught myself in the mirror. I thanked my lucky stars that Dan wasn't at my house to witness this. Then decided to post the photo on instagram.
It wasn't until after that I noticed Pacino in there too. :)
Have a lovely weekend!
P.S. This outfit did not come with me to Savannah. Check out Monday's post to see a few things that did.